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the sum Of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it
cannot fail.
So I know she forgives me, just as I forgive her. Thomas
Edison's last words were: "It's very beautiful over there." I
don't know where there is, but I believe its somewhere, and I
hope it's beautiful.

156 THE SHADOW OF THE PAST
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I have been searching for you for
centuries, Jenna. I never knew your
name or if you were even alive yet,
but I had already memorized every
part of your gorgeous face, your
scent, the glimmer in your eyes. I
had dreamed it all many times over
the course of my long existence. I
searched for you because I knew you
were my mate.
Demon King's Desire, ByJ.L. Sheppard

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be best. Otherwise there's 2'.
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NICK DUNNE
TWO DAYS GONE
I woke up on the pullout couch in the Elliotts' suite, exhausted.
The. •d insisted I stax over — mv home had not vet been
reopened to me — insisted with the same urgency thew once
applied to snapping up the check at dinner: hospitality as
ferocious ii»rcc of nature. musl us do 'hrs for you. So
did I spent the night listening to their snores through the
kedroom door. one steady and deep — a hearty lumberjack of
snore - the other gmspy and arrhythmic, as if the sleeper
'ere dreaming of drowning.
I could al"'ns turn mvself off like a light. I •m going to sleep,
I'd hands in prayer position against my cheek, Z:zzz:,
deep sleep of a XsQuiled child — while rnv insomniac wife
russed tn bed next to me. Last night, though, I felt like Amy,
brain still going, mv bodv on edge. I was, most of the
t:mc. man who was literallv comfortable in his own skin.
I would sit on the couch to watch TV, and I'd turn
t" melted mv "ife twitching and shifting constantlv next
asked her once if she might hase restless leg ssndrome—
•or the disease was running. the actors' faces all furrowed
'he' shook their calves and rubbed their thighs —
restless syndrome.
the hotel room turn grav then pink
i selt- up to see the sun blaring
solar third degree. Then
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IT WAS BOOKS THAT KEPT NE FR0M
TAKING MY OWN LIFE
AFTER I THOUGHT THAT I COULD
NEVER LOVE ANYONE, NEVER BE LOVED AGAIN
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THAT PERHAPS ns NOT COMPLETELY
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